Page 35 of A Wicked Dance of Obsidian and Light (Echoes of Darkness #1)

“I wouldn’t finish that if I were you,” Kaiden’s deep voice booms over the music, a sadistic smirk tugging at his mouth, the bottomless pits of his obsidian-colored eyes swirling with gold and red streaks. Anger radiates from him in waves as he drops Brad unceremoniously to the floor.

He falls like a sack of potatoes, knocking over a guy with spiky blue hair dancing near us. This seems to have broken the trance-like state of the people occupying the dance floor, who now give us a wide berth and throw concerned looks our way.

“What the hell, Kaiden?” I screech incredulously.

He doesn’t pay me any attention as a muscle ticks around his jaw, still looking at Brad with murder in his eyes.

“What the fuck is your problem, man?” Brad shouts over the music as he finally straightens and puffs out his chest. His voice is scratchy, surely from his crushed windpipes. He looks up at Kaiden and immediately cowers, realizing he’s at a clear disadvantage.

Kaiden has more than a head over him in height and a lot more muscle mass. I can’t help but notice at this moment how hot Kaiden looks in his straight black jeans and a black shirt that’s rolled at the sleeves, accentuating the cords of muscles on his inked forearms. His hair is pulled back into a ponytail at the base of his neck with a leather tie, a few shorter strands framing his face. He’s wearing the same worn motorcycle boots as the day we met.

Kaiden looks down his nose at Brad the way a lion looks at a cockroach. “Leave. Before I pull out your spine with my bare hands.”

“Shit, man. I, I u-um, I’m s-sorry. Is s-she, s-she y-your g-girl?” Brad babbles, stumbling all over his words. “We w-were j-just d-dancing. I d-didn’t—I didn’t know s-she was your g-girl.”

Folding my arms over my chest, I huff in annoyance, “I’m not his girl.”

At that, Kaiden’s head turns to me with a raised eyebrow, his nostrils flaring. “Is that so, angel?”

“Oh, he speaks. What a fucking miracle!” I snap, my blood boiling over with rage.

One of the hunky bodyguards that opened the massive door for Sam and me earlier appears out of nowhere next to us, addressing Kaiden. “Do you want me to escort him out, boss?”

My eyes almost bulge out of my head as my lips part in shock. “What the hell? Boss?” I mutter mostly to myself. Of course, he’s the owner of Sin. I’m surprised I didn’t make the connection sooner.

Kaiden nods at the bodyguard, and Brad blanches, all the color draining from his face. He puts his hands up in surrender. “There’s no need. I’ll see myself out.” He leaves without another word or look thrown my way, the bodyguard hot on his heels.

As the situation deescalates, the people around us resume their dancing and drunken conversations, still giving us a wide berth, though.

I throw my hands in the air in a fit of rage. “Fuck this shit!”

Before I can take even a step toward the bar, a strong forearm bands around my waist, keeping me in place. “Where do you think you’re going?” Kaiden’s breath is hot against the side of my face, his tone dripping with ire. A few of the strands that frame his face move with his exhale and caress my skin.

Trying to still my manic heartbeat, I take a deep breath in. In the next moment, Kaiden’s decadent, spicy scent engulfs me completely, turning my legs to mush. All I want to do is lean back and feel his hard, hot body against mine. But the image of Maeve rubbing her hand all over him ignites my resolve that I have to get away from him. Immediately.

Grabbing his forearm, I try to remove it from my body, but it’s like trying to escape a steel band; it won’t budge no matter how hard I push at it. So, I do the only thing that I can think of and turn around to face him.

“None of your fucking business. Let me go!” I demand with urgency. Too late, I realize my mistake. Our bodies are flush, touching in all the ways that matter, and my brain seems to be fried by the electric shocks that zip from the back of my neck all the way down to my toes. My nipples harden against his chest, and I’m breathing hard, his intoxicating scent drugging my senses.

Kaiden’s gaze darkens as he bends, his lips a hair’s breadth away from mine. “Are you sure that’s what you want, angel?” he almost whispers against my lips. His deep voice rolls over me like a caress.

“You’re delusional if you think I want you to keep touching me.”

A devious smirk tugs at his lips. “Ah, but you see, Iris. Only a few days ago, you pretended not to want me; then, you kissed me like your life depended on it. Didn’t you come all over my mouth and fingers, too? So yeah, I’m calling bullshit,” he says as the arm that is now circling my back comes down and grabs my ass, pushing me even closer to his muscular chest.

It’s infuriating how right he is. My stupid body has a mind of its own, and it wants only one thing. Him.

With the added height from the high-heeled boots I’m wearing, I can feel his erection against my abdomen, his length spanning from the apex of my thighs all the way to my belly button. A moan escapes my mouth without my permission when I feel him twitching against me. Scorching heat courses through my veins and stops at my core, making my clit throb with need.

“Let me go,” I repeat halfheartedly as I push at his chest. If I’m going to be completely honest with myself, with every second that he keeps touching me, I don’t want to escape. Not truly. I sure as hell have the force to free myself…I just don’t put too much effort into it.

“You don’t know what you do to me, how unhinged you made me tonight.” His free hand touches my inner thigh, right where the hem of my dress ends, his thumb drawing imaginary circles on the skin right at the seam of my panties, under my dress. My heart sputters as my underwear soaks completely with my desire. “Coming here to my club and looking like a fucking goddess. Giving every limped dick man an erection, making me want to gouge their eyes out for daring to look your way. I should punish you for letting that undeserving fuck touch what’s mine and make me watch,” his voice deepens as his fingers dig into my skin painfully. The added pressure makes me whimper.

“You were going to let him kiss you, and These. Lips. Are. Mine,” he growls before biting my lower lip hard. Then, he sucks it into his mouth to chase away the sting. His minty breath with a hint of tobacco rolls over my face as he rests his forehead against mine. “You’re all mine, angel. Fucking mine! I claimed you with my fingers and with my tongue, and soon enough, I’ll claim you with my cock. I’m going to fuck you so hard, Iris, I’ll ruin you for anyone else.”

It takes a few seconds for my sex-induced brain to catch up with his words.

Realization finally dawns, and fury comes blazing in full force. I push hard at his chest, this time really meaning it, breaking our connection. This only adds fuel to my fire because it proves his point that if I wanted, I wouldn’t have let him touch me.

“You think I should be punished? Me?” I laugh, but it comes out bitter, the hollow sound swallowed by the loud music around us. “Are you fucking kidding me? What about Maeve giving you a handjob over your jeans not long ago, huh?” I spew angrily, taking a step back. “‘I miss those perfect lips, angel. Can’t wait to taste them again,’” I mock, doing a poor imitation of his voice. “I’m so fucking stupid,” I mumble angrily to myself.

He gets in my face again, our gazes locked in a silent war. “It’s not like that. I was fucking watching you when she dropped in my lap. I didn’t even notice her until I saw the hurt in your eyes. I shook her off, but you already turned around.”

“Yeah, sure, and I was born yesterday. And why is she here then if you didn’t bring her with you?” I seethe.

“She works for me. She’s one of the succubus dancers.”

“Oh, how convenient for you then.” I huff a derisive laugh. “Eat shit, Kaiden!” With that, I turn around and stomp to the bar, elbowing my way through the dancing bodies. I receive a few annoyed looks when I push with unintentional force through the crowd.

I flag the attractive bartender and wait for her to finish serving the couple in line before me. “A shot of Patrón, please.” I offer a weak smile. The happy buzz that I had going on evaporated completely with Kaiden’s appearance, and I desperately need some more alcohol in my system.

She smiles back and starts pouring my drink.

“She’s having water, Em. Give the shot to someone else,” Kaiden’s voice comes from behind me.

The bartender raises a curious eyebrow and looks at Kaiden. “Sure thing, boss.”

“No, I’m not. Give me my drink, please,” I say through gritted teeth, refusing to acknowledge his presence. Even if his eyes burn two holes in the back of my head and the heat of his body at my back seeps into my bones, his stupid, decadent, spicy scent making me weak in the knees.

The bartender’s eyes jump from me to Kaiden. She shrugs, deciding she doesn’t want to take part in whatever is going on between us. She pushes a glass and a water bottle my way before moving to serve another patron. I grind my teeth in frustration, itching with the need to punch Kaiden. My fingers circle the water bottle in a death grip, and I spin on my heel, facing him.

“Oh, you want me to drink some water? Fine, I’ll drink some water.” I open the bottle and throw the water at his face with a jerky motion. I snort with laughter at the sight of Kaiden dripping on the shiny black floor.

He isn’t amused, though. At all. His eyes narrow dangerously into slits, and his nostrils flare as he levels me with a glare that can cut through skin and bone.

Before I can register what’s happening, I’m upside down, thrown over his shoulder, once again with my eyeballs in direct contact with his delicious-looking ass. My hair covers my face and my purse slides down, almost falling to the floor, but I manage to catch it at the last second.

I can’t believe he’s doing this again. And in the middle of a fucking club where everyone can see my underwear. I wiggle and push at him. But it’s like trying to break through a concrete wall. His arm is snaked under my legs, keeping me in place with no chance of escaping.

“What in the actual fuck, Kaiden?!? Put me down! Now!” I screech.

He doesn’t answer as he effortlessly slices through the dancing bodies with me bent over his shoulder. People are staring and pointing at me while laughing at my expense. Heat burns the back of my neck, and my face is probably as red as an overripe tomato.

“Everyone can see my underwear, you brute! Put me down!” I snap.

“Stop wiggling if you don’t want everyone to see your ass,” he bites back as one of his hands tugs the skirt of my dress down, so I won’t be indecent. He passes the people on the dance floor and goes toward the dark hallway, where the bathrooms are located. A few beeping sounds catch my attention as we stop at the far end of the hallway. It sounds like an electronic keypad, followed by the distinct beep and the sound of a door opening.

We enter another dark-lit corridor with multiple doors on each side. The moment the door we entered through closes behind us, the blaring music disappears completely, leaving me with the phantom feeling of the last song ringing in my ears. One of the doors to my right is slightly ajar, and I try to peek as best as I can from my position through the gap.

Moans and whimpers accompanied by the distinct sound of bodies slapping together reach my ears before a portion of a bed and the side of a naked woman riding a man becomes visible, her head thrown back in abandon. He’s kissing her neck, but something looks off about the way he latches on to her. That’s when I realize blood is dripping from his mouth onto her shoulder.

Shit.

This is a vampire feeding from an innocent woman.

“What the fuck, Kaiden? Is that a vampire? Put me down!” I shout and start banging my fists furiously on his ass. “We need to help that woman,” I say with urgency.

“Did she look like she needed any help?” he asks with detachment in his tone as he takes long strides, opening yet another door to yet another dimly lit hallway. How big is this place anyway? And where is he taking me?

If I think about it, the loud moans and whimpers were a clear indication that she was enjoying herself quite a lot. But it still goes against everything I know and my instinct to protect an innocent human being.

“That’s how vampires from the Conclave are able to feed safely without harming innocent humans. That woman volunteered to be fed from. A lot of women and men come here and give away their blood in exchange for a good fuck and the rush of vampire venom.”

“How the hell is this even legal? And where are you taking me?”

“Because no one is harmed. Every involved party gets what it wants.” He ignores my second question.

Without saying anything else, Kaiden opens another door to a room entirely encased in darkness. He flicks his finger over a switch to his right, and light floods the space, blinding me momentarily. He saunters to an L-shaped, brown leather couch and slides me down his body slowly, inch by agonizing inch, while keeping an arm at my lower back.

A few strands of hair are stuck to his cheeks, his face still damp. The front of his black shirt is completely soaked, accentuating every ridge and delicious muscle. I shiver when I feel the damp fabric against my skin. His eyes blaze with fury, and I’m breathing the electricity that seems to zap in the air between us.

Kaiden’s tattooed hand collars my throat, squeezing. I gasp for air as his finger rubs on my pulse point gently. Heat pools at my core, and my heart rattles against my ribcage. My nipples turn to diamond-hard tips, rubbing on the fabric of my dress, making me crazy with lust. The way he holds his hand on my throat is not painful at all; it’s more possessive than anything.

How sick am I for enjoying this so much?

He lowers his hand, and his nostrils flare as his breath ghosts the side of my neck. He reaches the spot where Brad kissed me and presses his lips there, alternating between sucking and licking. I drop my purse to the floor, not caring at all about the phone inside. His teeth scrape gently at my skin before he bites me hard, making me yelp at the unexpected pain that sends a pulse of need directly to my clit.

Kaiden swallows the sound with his lips, licking at my mouth and sucking on my tongue. I push his shirt up and rake my nails on his back. The marks I leave on his skin elicit a hum of approval from Kaiden that vibrates all the way to the center of my pussy. Grabbing the hair at the nape of his neck, I pull on it and press him harder against me at the same time.

He brings his hand to the apex of my thighs and cups me over the fabric of my soaked underwear. Pushing my panties down slightly, he sneaks one finger inside and presses the pad on my clit in wet circles. A moan escapes my lips, and tiny electric shocks take over my entire body.

“Dirty little angel, look how wet you are for me,” his thick, raspy voice almost brings me to my knees as he slides his finger down to my entrance. He pushes it inside me, pumping it once, twice. Then he stops. Eyes on me, he lifts the finger to his mouth and licks it clean.

“No. Don’t stop! What are you doing?” I ask with desperation. I feel like I’m going to combust if he doesn’t touch me again.

“How was it that you put it? I must be delusional if I think you want me to keep touching you. So, what is it, Iris? Make up your mind already. Yes or no?” His lips turn upward with an infuriating smirk while he raises a questioning eyebrow at me.

“No!…Yes! Please, Kaiden—”

“Pick a safeword, Iris.”

“W-what?”

“Did I fucking stutter? Pick a safeword.”

I swallow through the lump in my throat. “I don’t know…cherries,” I say, thinking about the decadent black cherries wrapped in chocolate I receive every year on my birthday from my secret admirer. “But, why do I need a safeword?”

“Because you pushed me too far, and I’m finally going to deliver on my promise. Now remember your safeword. I’m only going to stop if you use it,” he says, and all of a sudden, he turns me around and throws me over the couch armrest, with my ass in the air and my face smooshed against the cushion.

“What the hell?” I buck my hips, but Kaiden keeps me there, holding both of my wrists at my back in a powerful grip and immobilizing me with his legs.

I hear him opening his belt buckle, and I gulp as tremors wrack my body in anticipation. He pushes my dress up, bunching it around my hips. The belt whistles through the air before it comes crashing down on my right ass cheek with a loud crack! . The bite of pain surprises the hell out of me and makes my engorged clit pulse angrily.

“What the fuck, Kaiden? Let me go!” I scream.

“Use the safeword, Iris.”

Crack!

“I fucking hate you!” I hiss but still don’t use the safeword; instead, I kick his shin with my heel.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Kaiden laughs. “If you hate me so much, baby, then why is your pussy drenched?” The leather belt flies down again and again and again until my ass feels like a bruised peach, and my panties become useless. Still, Kaiden is not using his full force; the pain is shocking but bearable, and each time the belt smarts my skin, it sends a lightning bolt of pleasure to my clit, bringing me higher and higher. My blood pounds a heavy rhythm in my ears as I seek friction on the couch armrest, desperate to reach the peak.

Suddenly, he pushes my drenched panties aside and slaps my clit so hard I see stars; then, he shoves three fingers inside me and pumps them mercilessly. In less than a second, I reach the high I so desperately craved and tumble down with his name on my tongue. The orgasm seizes every nerve ending in my body. It shreds them to ribbons before putting them back together. My eyes roll in the back of my head as my walls spasm violently around his fingers.

Kaiden milks my orgasm, pumping his fingers until I can’t take it anymore. Then he kneels in between my legs and cleans me up with his tongue, his low rumbles mixing with my cries of pleasure as he fucks me with it. When he rims my back hole, I tense up and buck my hips, the act feeling illicit and dirty, but Kaiden grabs my hips and holds me in place as he continues to feast. I can’t move, my body too spent, my muscles jellified, and soon I get used to the sensation.

He probes the pleated hole with his thumb and slowly slides it in as he sucks on my clit. I whimper at the foreign sensation while the bite of pain mixes with pleasure to fry my nerve endings. He just keeps it there, letting me get used to the fullness before he starts moving it in and out as his tongue switches between lapping at my clit and fucking my pussy. The second orgasm takes me by surprise. It ripples through me with the force of a landslide. My toes curl, and a sound I never made before pitches in my throat and tumbles out, echoing off the walls.

Kaiden stands, and I hear his disappearing footsteps, water running, and a drawer opening. I’m too spent and don’t care enough to open my eyes, though. After a minute or two, he comes back and starts cleaning me between my legs with a warm washcloth. Then his hand caresses the stinging skin of my ass cheeks. I wince slightly, but it actually feels really nice. Opening my eyes, I look at him over my shoulder and see that he’s using a cream. Carefully and gently, he spreads it around. When he finishes, he kisses each of my ass cheeks, puts my panties back in place, and tugs my dress back over my ass.

He snakes an arm around my middle and turns me around as he lifts me with an arm behind my knees and the other around my back. He then plops down on the couch with me in his lap, careful to keep my ass out of direct contact with anything.

“You okay?” Kaiden asks, his knuckles grazing the side of my face. His eyes have that intensity in them again, like he’s able to peer inside my soul just by looking at me.

I nod as heat scorches my cheeks. I feel shy all of a sudden, despite him just eating my pussy and my ass like a seven-course meal at a Michelin-star restaurant. Kaiden closes the space between us, framing my face with his big hands, and kisses me slowly and reverently, his tongue licking at the seam before parting my lips and pushing inside.

I snake my arms around his neck and slide off the leather tie from his hair to thread my fingers through the silky strands. Our tongues tangle in a fiery dance, and not before long, we are devouring each other’s mouths. His cock is as hard as stone, and it twitches between us. In the heat of the moment, I move my legs and straddle him, our lips still fused together. Emboldened by the moment we’re sharing, I slide my right hand in between us and press it where our bodies are joined over the massive bulge in Kaiden’s jeans. A guttural moan rumbles in his chest at my touch.

“Can I touch you?” I say breathlessly before opening my eyes to look straight into Kaiden’s.

His Adam’s apple bobs hard in his throat. “Fuck, you’re killing me.” His eyes search mine. “You don’t have to—”

“I want to, please!”

Kaiden’s teeth sink into his lower lip. He nods without saying anything else. With trembling fingers, I unzip his jeans, freeing his impressive throbbing length. My breath hitches in my throat at seeing how big he is. His skin looks velvety smooth, and the crown is pierced with a barbell. I’m dying to touch him, so I glide my thumb over it slowly and let my instincts guide me since I’ve never done this before, hoping he’s enjoying my touch.

Kaiden lets out a hiss. His eyes snap shut, wrinkles forming at the corners with the pressure. “Fuuuck,” he swears under his breath when I circle his shaft and pump once, twice, making him twitch against my palm. A bead of precum drips on my fingers. I quickly gain more confidence as I start moving my shaky hand up and down in a slow, steady rhythm.

Liquid fire drenches my panties again at seeing Kaiden lost in the pleasure I’m giving him with every stroke of my hand, his eyes at half-mast, and his breath coming hard through his parted lips.

Feeling even braver than before, I slide down on my knees in between his spread legs. “I want to taste you,” I breathe against his engorged head and dart my tongue out to lick at the barbell and the bead of pearlescent liquid clumsily, the metal cold against my tongue.

Kaiden inhales a sharp breath as a shudder passes through his body. I want to continue, but I don’t know what to do next. My inexperience makes my cheeks flame with shame.

“I don’t know how to…I’ve never done this before.” I look up at Kaiden. “Will you show me what you like?”

His eyes are two hot coals. They blaze with fire while his gaze rakes over me. “Fuck, angel, you’re going to be the death of me,” he groans, standing up, and I shuffle a bit backward. He brings a hand to the back of my head to weave his fingers through my hair before fisting it. “Put your hand around the base and start pumping it. Use your tongue and lick the head like you would a popsicle and then suck.”

I circle his throbbing cock around my fingers, fisting the base, and with my other hand, I hold onto his thigh. Darting out my tongue, I circle the crown, then wrap my lips around it and start sucking. It feels weird at first, especially with the piercing that I keep knocking my teeth into, but with every harsh inhale and raspy moan Kaiden is letting out, I forget about my inhibitions. He’s hot and smooth as silk against my tongue.

“Just like that, angel. Now sheath your teeth with your lips and take me as far as you can in your throat.”

Shit.

His dick is monstrous. How am I going to fit all of him into my mouth? I push away my fear and insecurities and take him in as far as I can. It isn’t much, though. He’s too big. He thrusts his hips, and I choke, panicking.

“Breathe, angel,” Kaiden says as he lifts his other hand to my throat and massages it gently. “Swallow. It will help open up your throat.”

I do, and it actually helps.

“I’m going to fuck your mouth. If it’s too much for you, use your hand and tap my thigh. Do you understand?”

I nod around his length.

“Good girl,” his voice is crushed velvet, the praise pulling at my heartstrings. His keen eyes don’t miss the way I press my thighs together in an attempt to alleviate the throbbing need in my pussy, and he says, “Is my dirty angel turned on by sucking my cock? Rub your pussy on my leg, Iris. Let me see how much you want me.”

I close the small space between us and start grinding on his leg with fervor as he starts fucking my mouth while keeping me pinned in place with his fingers digging into my scalp and the other hand circling my throat. The pressure is making me see stars, but I love it. It intensifies everything a hundredfold. Tears are leaking from the corners of my eyes, and spit trickles down my chin as his thrusts become more and more punishing.

“You’re taking my cock so well, angel,” his words are coated in gravel as he looks down at me through heavy-lidded eyes. Sounds of pleasure rattle from his chest, and I’m taken by surprise with how much I’m enjoying this. I’m on my knees in front of him, but it feels like I hold all the power. Fireworks go off behind my eyelids. I break at the seams, moaning around his length while my pussy spasms violently.

“Fuck, angel,” Kaiden rasps in a low, sexy tone. “I’m going to come. If you don’t want me to come inside your mouth, tap my thigh, and I’ll pull out.”

I open my eyes, hold his gaze, and relax my throat even more instead of tapping out.

He lets out a moan of approval before coming with an animalistic groan. Hot spurts of salty cum explode on my tongue and go down my throat as I swallow every last bit. The taste is not as bad as I imagined it would be.

Lifting me from the floor, he drags the pad of his thumb over my lower lip, an emotion shining in his eyes that I can’t decipher. It’s almost too much. A hummingbird takes flight inside my ribcage. I close my eyes, not being able to bear the intensity of his gaze anymore. He presses his soft lips to mine and kisses me languidly, taking his time while exploring my mouth. My insides turn to mush.

Loud pounding interrupts us. I flinch at the unexpected sound.

“Kaiden!” a rough, manly voice travels through the door. “It’s urgent. Open up, man!”

Kaiden groans with annoyance and takes a step back, tucking his semi-soft dick into his boxers and zipping his fly. “What the fuck do you want, Logan?”

“Adramelech escaped.”